Thomas Jefferson is a very popular boy, handsome and elegant. He doesn't really like going out, but his friend Maria asks him to take her to the Polymanga (in Switzerland) that he accepts.
He didn't know he would meet a boy who will forever change...
When I enter my dormitory, I am greeted by a rather restless Hamilton sat on the couch.
"Hi Hamilton." I say before moving past him. He takes my wrist. He's hurting me. My wrists are still bruised with scars. I don't want to show him that he's hurting me, so I give him one of my forced smiles.
"What's up Hamilton?" He has a red face. He must have a fever. I will die!!! He will contaminate me !!!
"I want to tell you something I've been thinking about for a long time about you." He drops my hand. I turn to look at him better. I cross my arms.
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"So, what do you want to tell me ???"
Alexander POV
"So, what do you want to tell me ???"
"I...I...believe that... No! I'm sure I...I love you. " I say looking away. I hold my arm with my hand waiting for an answer. I feel a terrible pain on my cheek. I find myself on the floor. I hold my cheek with my hand. I am watching him. He looks disgusted, shocked and full of other negative. He hit me. I smell hot liquids falling from my cheeks.
"You disgust me. How could I love someone like you? I hate you. You make me want to throw up." I'm crying more than before, not the pain on my cheek, but for his words.
"You are the worst person I know. You harass me to finally tell me that you love me ???!!! " He says, taking on a symphonic laugh.
"Aaron...I...."
"SHUT UP!!!! FOR NOTHING IN THE WORLD I WILL TELL YOU I LOVE YOU, 'CAUSE I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU !!!" My heart breaks. He doesn't feel anything for me. Why did I try? I cry. I see he's not here anymore.
"I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU !!!"
His voice repeating itself in my head. Again and again and again ... I don't see anything anymore; only black.
I feel a warmth around me. A noise that keeps repeating itself.
«#$$%%%»
«Ale%$###$$»
«Alexan#$##$»
«Alexander?» I open my eyes to see that I'm on the lap of someone on the couch. I look at this sofa and the person. It's Aaron. I turn my face so that he doesn't see my tears.
"Alexander? You're okay ?" He looks pretty worried, but I don't look at him. He will never love me.
"You wanted to tell me something, but before you could finish your sentence. You fainted. "
WHAT???
"I laid you down on the couch, but then you started crying. I didn't know what to do, so I stayed with you. You're okay?" It was only a nightmare? He never hit me?
I turn around and nod his head. He sighs with relief. He puts a hand on my forehead. I'm blushing.
"Weird, you don't have a fever," He says, scratching his head. He takes my face and puts my forehead against his. I blush even more. He takes me away and looks elsewhere.
"Do you feel dizzy?" I shake my head.
"Do you feel good?" I nod.
"Do you want to go to the doctor?"
"No," I say softly.
"Are you sure?" I nod.
"Do you remember what you wanted to say to me?" I shake my head quickly. He gets up.
"At least you're fine. That's all that matters, " He says with a smile.
"Call me if you need something," He says.
Okay. And Aaron ... " He turns around and looks at me confused.
"Thank you," I say finally.
"For what?"
"For taking care of me," I say, blushing. He smiles at me and goes to his room.
I love him so much. I get up and head into the bathroom. I look on the mirror my cheek. It's normal.
It was only a nightmare. There is nothing. I think I was so scared to tell him about my feelings that I fainted.
I must at all costs get closer to him. I want him to love me.
